Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

Chapter 63: The Millennium Riverside Corridor

Under the Jade Gate closing, we were blocked. Me and Rosh, and Turtles, tens of thousands of artists, are all behind the big army. Nobody knows what's going on up ahead but me. On that day, we were ordered to camp outside Yumen's closing city, and this camp was for more than a dozen days.

Fu Jian's sealed Liangzhou stabbing Shi Liangxi refused to allow Lu Guang to enter Yumen Guan, accusing Lu Guang of not following orders to return the division without permission. In fact, Lu Guangguang came back with the Deuteronomy, but Liang Xi must also want to take advantage of the time of the Deuteronomy crisis, so find an unwarranted charge to crusade against Lu Guang. Liang Xi sent his son Liang Yan and Ministry General Yao Hao to lead 50,000 people against Lu Guang.

“What will happen?” We whispered in our tents, and I comfortably pillowed on his arm.

“Even though Lu Guang is not a good man, he is still very good at fighting. Besides, he also has a strong attitude in Du Jin Council.” Then he arched into his arms and smelled his unique sandalwood fragrance satisfactorily, "Liang Xiwenya was more than elegant, lacked skill and could not be as good as the flow. Du Jin will persuade Lu Guang to hurry up and attack them when their hearts and minds are uneven. Du Jin even put his head on the bail, if he can't win, he prefers to die. ”

We can hear the slaughter coming from behind. One day down, a fax came to the newspaper, Du Jin won. A few days later, Liang Xiao, who was not dead, came back to fight and was dug into the water. Liang Yan led hundreds of people to flee east, were dug in to catch up, and returned alive. Du Jin calmly commanded in that incident, and this time, Liang Yan lost two times. His beautiful name was recited everywhere in the army. Alas, I feel sad that Du Jin is actually more brainy than Lu Guang. Unfortunately, Lu Guangguang was jealous of Master Kung Gao. In a few years, his life would be lost.

Irosh's character makes it impossible to shrink behind him at this time. So we've all been busy these past few days, and Rosh's been reading too much for the dead and treating the wounded. And I became Rosh's assistant, and my poor little bit of modern hygiene common sense worked, at least the chance of getting infected in such a hot summer was lower than before.

“One day, Buddha let Jamuni travel with his disciples and suddenly saw a pile of dead bones on the side of the road. The Buddha gave a gift to the dead bone. The disciple was confused. The Buddha said, 'This pile of dead bones is either the remains of my ancestors of previous generations, or the remains of the parents of many generations. So say goodbye. Catastrophe, you divide this pile of dead bones into two parts. If it's a male bone, it's white and heavy. If it's a female bone, it's black and light. ’ ”

Forty or fifty soldiers were squeezed into our camp tents, and we didn't even have a place to sit, so we stood and listened to Rosh. Rosh was supposed to comfort the wounded, but the news spread so fast that in a matter of days, soldiers came and begged Rosh to speak. And it ended up coming to our camp every night and listening to Rosh for half an hour.

Rosh is good at storytelling Foley. Since that tragic canyon change, his prestige in the army had soared, and the soldiers had been as respectful to Rosh as they had been to the gods. His followers expanded rapidly in the army.

I put a glass of water in front of him. There are so many people in the camp, the air is not circulating and it's very hot. None of the soldiers, however, withdrew as if they were still drunk. Rosh's face was full of sweat beads, and he wiped a sweat, and he continued:

“How can you tell when the white bones of men and women are all the same after you die," Asked the nobleman. The Buddha said, ‘If you are a man, when you are alive, there are many people who enter and leave the temple of Galan Buddha and listen to the scriptures, so the bones are white and heavy. In turn, women's affection and the birth of men and women are regarded as gifted duties. Every child has to rely on breast milk to feed his or her life. The milk changes from blood to blood, and each child sucks more white milk in the mother than eight dozen dozen. So the matrix is lean, the bones are black, and the weight is light. ’ ”

Someone has cried out and cried out: “I only found out today that my mother is so grateful. ”

And he looked around, and he looked at people, and he looked at them with compassion, and he said slowly, "It's not so much breastfeeding as breastfeeding. Mother has ten great favors. Number one: Pregnancy Guardian. The second is that the labor is in pain. Number three: The Son Forgets About Grace. Four: pharyngeal vomiting of Gunn. Fifth: Dry back and wet. Sixth: breastfeeding. Seventh: The laundry is not clean. Eighth: memorizing gratitude from afar. Nine: Deepen your grace. Ten: Exactly pity. ”

“But how do they repay their parents?” He paused and shook his head and sighed. "There were widows and orphans, alone in the emptiness, and their children behaved like guests. Some only care about supporting their wives and concubines, but leave their parents alone. Some people left their parents without a message, so they hung their stomachs. Can you do that or not? ”

Someone covered up and cried, someone stamped his chest, and some of the crowd shouted: "We are all sinners! Never before have parents been so gracious that today they know the sin of infidelity. May the magician show mercy and show us how to repay our parents. ”

Rosh nodded to me, and I handed him the prepared scriptures. “What Rosh preaches today is" Buddha says parents are ungrateful. "This scripture, Rosh, was just translated yesterday, only this one. If you wish to repay, you can write and recite the Book to your parents and confess your sins. Raise three treasures for parents, receive fasting precepts, and cloth Shufu. As long as you are far from home, and your hearts are always there, you are the sons of filial piety. ”

He talked to me these days about how to explain it. Soldiers are mostly illiterate, and it is advisable to explain rough reasoning. So he came up with this scripture that preached filial piety and spent several nights translating it. This scripture, though brief, he has worked meticulously with me verbatim. At the end of the book, I was very happy, and this was the first work of a big translator. The words are beautiful but shallow and easy to understand, and the sound of Lang Lang's mouth is very sound, and he can already see his translation style in Chang 'an in the future.

“Master, leave this book to me first. I went to private school for a few years and learned a few words. I will return the scriptures to the sorcerer after I have copied them.” It's Hundred Hundreds of Hundreds of Long Distances. He was in his thirties, five years old and three rough, but he loved to read, was very devout, and often followed the Rosh Quotation.

Rosh nodded and gave Cheng Xiong the results of our struggles for a few nights. He took it respectfully and was surrounded at once, asking him to make a few more copies. That concludes our conversation today, and I smiled at Rosh after everyone left. Put a wet towel on him and wipe the sweat off his face.

He grabbed my hand and sighed slightly: "I don't know my parents, they are safe in heaven...”

When I think of my mother-in-law, Pumorosis and Pussy, my past history is in front of me. He sighed and shook his hand: “They have done good deeds all their lives, devoting themselves to the Buddha. The Buddha is a merciful man and will surely keep them company in heaven. They must be protecting us now...”

He looked back at me and nodded, smiling with comfort. Face to face, someone broke into the tent, and Rosh and I freaked out and split up. Turns out it was Cheng Xiong. He folded back again. I don't know what happened.

He suddenly knelt down and kowtowed: “Master, these days he was taught by the magician. Cheng Xiong wanted to serve the Buddha and ask the magician to accept him as a disciple. Shave it for me. ”

Rosh shook his head: "You have a wife and a wife, and the high hall is still here, so it's not a good idea to go home. ”

He knelt down at Rosh's feet and cried bitterly: "Master, the disciple is truly devout and wants to abandon his wife and his son to become a Buddha. ”

“Abandoning a wife and her son is not the way to become a Buddha. Being a son, a husband and a father are all heavenly burdens. How can you be unfaithful?” Rosh frowned, "Though you are good to the Buddha's heart, if you only want to become a Buddha, you don't have to go home and practice at home. ”

He was confused and still refused to get up: "Please point out how to practice. ”

Rosh lifted him up and asked him positively: "Take five precepts at home: no killing, no stealing, no lewdness, no delusion, no drinking. Follow the five commandments, Buschiff. You could do that? ”

“This…” he hesitated, looking up at Rosh, full of remorse, "the disciple also had dozens of lives under his command, killing the man-made industry, and the disciple consciously sinned deeply. From now on, the disciples will obey the orders of their teachers, observe the five commandments, and multiply them, and do good deeds every day in order to seek relief. ”

“Buddha in the heart is fundamental.” Rosh nodded, "I'll give you five commandments and be a housekeeper. ”

Cheng Ambitious left after being restrained. This was Rosh's first sergeant to develop in the army. When it was just the two of us, I asked Rosh, "He's a soldier, and I'm afraid it's hard to do without killing. If you break the precept, the crime of breaking the precept is more severe than not being a housekeeper. ”

Rosh nodded and sighed: "It would be merit for him to keep his guard open and not take human life against his enemies. ”

Cheng Xiong did indeed transcribe several copies of "Buddha says parents are ungrateful" and quickly circulated among the army. Often people ask Rosh for lessons with scripture, or ask me words I don't know. Due to the simplicity and significance of this management, a sense of filial piety arose in the military.

In the summer of 385 BC, it was unusually hot and it did not rain a drop in two months. In August, when it was too hot to breathe, Lu Guangjun wiped out Liang Xi's main force and smoothly entered the Jade Gate Close.

“Why should the flute blame Yang Liu? The spring wind does not cross the jade gate to close.” This shrugged mountain is lonely and cold, because Kazuyu was originally named for this input. In ancient times, the concept of national boundaries was far less clear than modern times. Yumen closing is usually the boundary between the western realm and Zhongyuan. Entering Yumen closing, we set foot on the land of Zhongyuan.

“Weicheng toward the rain dust, the guest house green willow color is new. Encourage the monarch to fill a glass of wine. There is no one left behind in the west. ”

To enter the westernmost thriving city, Dunhuang, you must pass the Yangguan. Han Wudi in the Hexi corridor “four counties, according to two Guan”, four counties are Wuwei, Zhang Yi, Jiuquan, Dunhuang, two Guan are Yumen Guan and Yang Guan. Four counties, the four most important cities on the Riverside corridor, continued into the twenty-first century, retaining even geographical names for more than 2,000 years.

And the soldier's must-have strategic place - Yangguan and Yumen Guan, by the Song Dynasty is no longer Song's territory. With the decline of the land silk road, the two levels gradually abandoned and eventually buried in the wind and sand. In the 21st century, there were only a few ruins left to stand on the lonely Gobi, and the latter shuddered to the side poems of the Tang dynasty Mai and hung the bloody years.

I entered Dunhuang with a near-worship heart into this holy place that everyone wanted in the 21st century. “Dun, Daiya; Huang, Shengya.” For the modern man, the significance of Dunhuang is the glorious stone cave mural of the millennium, the great shame of hiding the holes plundered by Stein and others, and the sorrow after reading Yu Qiuyu's "Taoist".

I glanced at Rosh and painted a beautiful mural of Mogao Cave, which I can't see until the Tang Dynasty, which is the biggest regret of this trip. I danced in a narrow carriage, and my husband was just gently sitting around laughing and listening, and from time to time I was caught upside down in turbulence. I also sang the theme song from "Grand Dunhuang." I watched this series and loved this sad song.

Dunhuang's humbell was drifting with the wind, and the previous life was awakened.

The Sanskrit in the round, it keeps spinning.

I read your name in Buddha's Big Tibetan and called our fate softly.

Broken rock caves, thousands of years of humiliation, shielding the sunrise.

Floating clouds cross the world's path

In the words of Bodhisattva, I show you a dance you've never had in your life.

Dunhuang's wind and sand drowned and swayed many people

A messy cup of tea. Drinking it down.

I painted your hair and my missed cheeks with flying murals.

I made a great copy of the Buddha, and I laughed at the world with that Buddha.

In my time, more than a decade from now, Dunhuang will have a major historical event. In 400 AD, the Han people Li according to Dunhuang, founded Xiliang, and Dunhuang became the capital of the country for the first time in history. Li practiced internal affairs, taught lightly, worshipped Confucianism, and conducted education. So in the more than a decade of his life, the chaotic Liangzhou region finally emerged a quieter place, the Han people were all attached, Dunhuang's culture flourished, once the head of Liangzhou. Xi Liang existed for 20 years and later died in the depressed northern country of the Huns.

We arrived at Wine Springs at the end of August and stopped for eight days. One of Lu Guangxi's happiest things was that his death was escorted to Liang Xi. Liang Xi fled to Auntie, was kidnapped by Wuwei Taishou Pengji, and begged Lu Guangguang. Lu Guangquan killed Liang Xi's father and son in Jiuquan. September is still very hot, with no sign of autumn. We sweat backwards into the destination of this return: the most important city in Liangzhou - Auntie.

The aunt is a military town on the Hexi corridor, the county of Liangzhou. Originally built by Huns, Han, Zheng and Huns are a multi-ethnic mixed dwelling, with more than 200,000 inhabitants in the city. In the period of sixteen kingdoms, it has become a major city. Outside the city, there is snow melting in Qilian Mountain, abundant water grass, Hexi Fuyi, and the geographical junction between farming and nomadic areas. Qianliang Zhang has been operating here for 60 years. Because the Zhang family is a Han people, the war in Zhongyuan, many Han people are handsome and large people have taken refuge in Liangzhou. So Auntie Humanities is metaphorical, the economy flourishes, and Han culture dominates.

The carriage drove into the city door, and I lifted the curtain and looked out. Qianliang's first generation Wang Zhang Orbit expanded the aunt and built four additional satellite cities outside the original city, so the aunt is much larger than the small countries in the western region. Familiar Han-style buildings have surfaced, and it's been a long time since I've seen such a shanty house. There are shops on both sides of the street, drum and bell towers in the center of the city, typical Han city layout.

Although the Zhang family, like almost all sixteen countries, continued to suffer from civil unrest in the late period. But it's much better than Shi Le Shihu in the Zhao Dynasty after Zhongyuan. So when Liangzhou arrived in Lu Guang's hands, he had not suffered much damage, enabling him to quickly establish the regime. Lu Guangguang can become one of the sixteen kingdoms, the luck component accounts for a lot of factors.

After the Lu Clan's surrender in 401 BC, Qin, two years later, Nan Liang Wang bald hair sandalwood landed in the aunt. Shortly afterwards, the Northern Ryongwang frustration canal Monson attacked Auntie, taking Auntie as his auntie until 439 BC, when Bei Ryong was exterminated by Bei Wei. Beiwei received more than 200,000 households in Aurora City, and since then Aurora City has taken the name of Wuwei City.

With one hand on my shoulder, I turned around and he was looking out too. The squeaky eyes seemed to be meditating. I held his hand, and this is where we're going to live for 17 years. Here, by the 21st century, no trace of Lu Guang period had been found at all. Here, 1650 years from now, a temple will be built to commemorate your seventeen years of silence.